"If it is a person like Zhou Chong, naturally he would not dare to be presumptuous! But now... here is a dare to presumptuous!"

Liao Feng slammed Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin's arms, violently pulled back, turned and fled.

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go! Do you want to stay here and wait for the Zhou family to get it back again?"

The other people awakened from a dream, and quickly fled back.

just--

"stop!"

Following the scolding, dozens of Yan's guards also rose from the darkness.

The footsteps of Ling Luoyu and others suddenly stopped, quietly forming a group.

"Now it's okay, there are wolves in front, and tigers in the back..." Feng Chenglin was speechless: "I knew this, it's better not to run just now!"

On the contrary, it has become a joke for these people!

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu clasped Feng Chenglin's wrist calmly and retracted into the crowd.

"Why hide?"

"The visitor is not kind, have you forgotten what I said?"

"If you want to be the first bird, then you go!"

"...I'll forget it!"

When Feng Chenglin escaped inside, he dragged A Liu in by the way.

Liao Feng was very gentleman, and went out first, staring at both sides approaching.

The head of the Yan family is a man in a white robe wearing a blue-gray armor.

As for the others, they are ordinary clothes.

"This is not a battlefield. Why is that guy wearing armor?" Feng Chenglin poked at the people around him.

The man was already nervous and sweating, and he rolled his eyes speechlessly: "He is Bach, one of the four guards of the Yan family! That armor is the symbol of the four guards. If you see him in the future Armored person, you better stay away!"

In such a special situation, he still has the mood to care about why people are wearing armor!

Why do you wear it?

It's definitely not for beauty! !

"What about Zhou Yan? Who is it?" Feng Chenglin ignored his nervousness at all, still gossiping: "I see all of you, it seems that you are very afraid of him!"

"You are not afraid?"

He doesn't know who he is, he is afraid of being a hairy!

"Zhou Yan is the three young masters of the Zhou family. He has a weird personality... If he is happy, he will rescue the slaves like a Bodhisattva, heal them and administer medicine, but if he is not happy, he can talk and laugh. People peeling skin and bones are cruel and cruel!"

Bach carried a long sword on his waist, ignoring the slaves, and went straight to the sedan chair.

"I don't know that it was the Three Young Masters who had offended me. Please forgive me for the Third Young Master... It's just that the first battle was not caused by my Yan family, but the Third Young Master's people took the lead in hurting us Yan. The family member, that's why it caused a misunderstanding. I hope that the three young master Haihan..."

"You said it was a misunderstanding, so what can I care about!? Azi, help me down!"

"Yes!"

In response, a child got out of the sedan chair, unloaded the long board, and pushed out an iron wheelchair.

In the wheelchair, a thin, pale young man was sitting reclining.

"I'm disabled!" Feng Chenglin blurted out.

This sound is not loud.

However, in Wan Lai's quiet night, it was very clear to some people's ears.

The Zhou family guards who followed Zhou Yan immediately looked towards Feng Chenglin.

And Bach and other Yan's guards also looked over.

That look is different!

However, more, it seems to be looking at a dead person!

Some people are just examples of death!